Chapter 1155
Zhao Lingxi was in danger, and he didn't know it yet. Qin Yang could only give up his pursuit of Wang Yunye temporarily.
Fortunately, Qin Yang was fast enough and caught up with the soul-killing needle before it penetrated Zhao Lingxi's forehead. He used his other good hand to catch the soul-killing needle.
With a bang, his entire left arm was blown away, but because the distance was too close, Zhao Lingxi's spirit and will were still shaken by the aftermath.
Zhao Lingxi was looking at Qin Yang worriedly when suddenly an inexplicable tingling hit her brain. Then she rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.
Nosebleeds continued to flow from her nostrils, and Zhao Zhongyang was frightened by this sudden scene.
"Girl! What's wrong with you?!"
Zhao Zhongyang hurriedly stepped forward to check on Zhao Lingxi's condition. Qin Yang's soul returned and he suddenly opened his eyes.
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood arrows spurted out, and Qin Yang's face turned as pale as snow. He didn't even have time to adjust his breath, and stepped forward to take Zhao Lingxi's pulse.
Zhao Lingxi's pulse was extremely disordered, and the circulation of Qi and blood was much slower.
Then Qin Yang put his two fingers together and gently tapped Zhao Lingxi's smooth forehead.
Soon, he took back his hand, and Zhao Zhongyang asked hurriedly: "Qin Yang, what's wrong with Lingxi?"
Qin Yang's face darkened: "Lingxi's three souls were injured and her spirit is silent. If she cannot repair the three souls, she will never wake up in her life."
Zhao Zhongyang said anxiously: "How to repair it? Do you have a way to repair the three souls of Lingxi?"
Qin Yang frowned and did not answer. Seeing this, Zhao Zhongyang felt cold in his heart: "There is nothing you can do?"
He suddenly felt desperate. Qin Yang was a more powerful doctor than Liao Zhongming!
"There is a way, but I can't catch up..."
Qin Yang looked a little ugly. Zhao Lingxi was an ordinary person and his spirit and will were not strong. His three souls were injured and must be healed within ten hours!
Otherwise, your soul will be scattered, and it will be difficult for the gods to save you.
What's even more troublesome is the 'Eternal Soul Grass' that repairs the three souls. Even if he mobilizes all his contacts to look for this thing now, he can't find it within twelve hours.
Therefore, he could only take Zhao Lingxi back to his small mountain village, because he had seen three soul-changing grasses in the mountains over there.
Qin Yang told Zhao Zhongyang the difficulty, and the latter suddenly became sluggish and fell down on his chair.
At this time, the sound of a car was heard outside, and Qin Yang looked back.
Then he saw an indifferent Luo Chenyu and Luo Wenhou walking in together.
Luo Wenhou saw Zhao Zhongyang's expression and immediately asked: "Miracle Doctor Zhao, what's wrong with you?"
He heard that Wanyaodang was smashed, so he came over today to have a look and understand the situation.
Zhao Zhongyang said bitterly: "Something happened to my granddaughter..."
Luo Wenhou's expression slightly condensed, Qin Yang explained, and Luo Wenhou muttered: "As long as we can catch up and send you and Zhao Yatou to your hometown, we can save your life, right?"
"That's true, but I'm afraid it's not realistic." Qin Yang said with an ugly face.
Luo Chenyu glanced at Qin Yang and said indifferently: "You look down on my grandfather? My grandfather can solve such a trivial matter."
"Huh?" Qin Yang looked at Marquis Luo Wen in surprise.
Luo Wenhou took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and said, "Send a transport plane to Yunyang City quickly. It needs to be used within an hour."
Zhao Zhongyang's eyes burst out with the light of survival from desperate situations: "Yes, Mr. Luo, you can do things that we can't..."
Luo Wenhou smiled and said: "Little friend Qin is the savior of this old bone like me, and you are friends with little friend Qin. How can I watch girl Zhao die?"
Qin Yang suddenly realized that Marquis Luo Wen was so powerful that he could solve many problems, but both he and Grandpa Zhao had forgotten about him.
